come to me Lyrics

We don't look at tags when it come to me yeah yeah

I could run the bands but it come to me yeah yeah

I use to fuck with Xans now they fuck with me

I use to chase the hoes, now they come to me

They be smoking dope, I know one hundred fiends

She shooting videos, when it come to me yeah

When it come to me, when it come to me, when it come to me

I got bands in my pockets make sure mamma eating lobster

Can't fix shit up in my wallet shit i told them that I'd prosper

My brodi he a doctor, was flipping out the Maserati

He don't play bout guala bout guala, Shit i keep a chopper

When I was broke I knew I'd be a baller

Go and ask my bro, don't sip on lean no Styrofoam

My end going end on a high note, yeah bitch whatever I'm 5'5

But I'll wash shit like a high tide, they don't pop out when I'm outside

I don't owe them shit, they ain't do nothing for me if you ain't know that shit

I look around it vacant, I look around it vacant I'm never on vacations

How they hate on my hustle what I want I'm taking

Fuck them bitches no ones safe

Almost made it I can taste it need to get up out my way

I'm in a different mode, semi automatic rifles we in Auto-Zone

How the fuck you got that drip? shit it's head to toe, head to toe

We don't look at tags when it come to me yeah yeah

I could run the bands but it come to me yeah yeah

I use to fuck with Xans now they fuck with me

I use to chase the hoes, now they come to me

They be smoking dope, I know one hundred fiends

She shooting videos, when it come to me yeah

When it come to me, when it come to me, when it come to me

What they holding to they ear that shit is nothing had to show em up

If I catch the opps at the corner ima roll them up

Wonder where my peers at they fucking up huh, fucking up huh

Should know about us, we don't play about nothing

Ts, ts, we run it up, guns blazing we going to fill your lungs

Got a hundred guns, we don't fall in love, treat these hoes like nothing

Cause we in love with funds huh

The way he talks about I can tell that ain't your mains

If you can't trust him with your bread, then switch your plans

That ain't your mans dog, I'm a tell you what it is

Better watch your back cause he going to fan off

We don't look at tags when it come to me yeah yeah

I could run the bands but it come to me yeah yeah

I use to fuck with Xans now they fuck with me

I use to chase the hoes, now they come to me

They be smoking dope, I know one hundred fiends

She shooting videos, when it come to me yeah

When it come to me, when it come to me, when it come to me